The weather was good again in the morning.
"When will Boss Yuan make three types of breakfast again? You don't know that my friend has been bragging about eating three sets of breakfast every day."
"Where's your friend? Introduce him to me."
"There's no need to introduce him to you. I've already done what you wanted to do."
During the morning jog, there were still diners who didn't give up and asked Yuan Zhou. In fact, ever since that time, there would be diners asking about it almost every morning.
At first, the diners who ate all three types of breakfast would proudly show off. But as the number of people showing off decreased, the diners who ate all three types of breakfast on that day 'sealed' this matter. It was just like the unparalleled battle to protect Earth back in 1999.
Because Yuan Zhou ate the delicious Wonton yesterday, he decided to make hot and sour noodles for breakfast today.
Yuan Zhou's hot and sour noodles would definitely satisfy the two most important requirements. It was sour and spicy. Coincidentally, one of the diners who had breakfast today was from Ouzhou City and couldn't eat spicy food at all.
So, for the first time, Yuan Zhou made hot and sour noodles with a clear soup.
"Sister Jia, the diners are making it sound so serious. Should we …" Su Ruoyan asked softly.
Hot and sour noodles were quite popular in Chengdu. So, just looking at Yuan Zhou's hot and sour noodles was enough to increase one's appetite.
Since Yuan Zhou's breakfast was limited, many diners who didn't get to eat it would make a fuss. Su Ruoyan, who had never seen such a scene before, didn't know how to deal with it.
"It's fine. Don't worry about it," Zhou Jia said as if she was used to it.
Su Ruoyan couldn't tell that it was fine at all. She asked worriedly, "If we don't care about it, will it affect the boss's reputation and business?"
"This is the diners' special love for Boss Yuan. They will definitely make a fuss, but they also have to eat it," Zhou Jia said, "I remember when the boss made chicken cold noodles, the diners had an even bigger reaction."
"Okay … I guess." Su Ruoyan tried her best to accept Zhou Jia's words. The only thing she felt right now was that the customers of The Kitchen God had a strange way of expressing their love.
After breakfast, many chefs came to visit Yuan Zhou, just because of the horse banquet in two days.
Although Wu Yungui had mentioned during the advertisement that they didn't need an invitation letter to attend, many chefs still came to Master Chef Restaurant to greet them out of courtesy.
Lee Yanyi, Zhang Yan, and the others were more familiar with each other, so they said that they had called. Those who didn't have Yuan Zhou's number naturally came in person.
"I'm going upstairs to rest for a while," Yuan Zhou said to Zhou Jia and Su Ruoyan.
"Boss, slow down," Zhou Jia said.
The two of them watched as Yuan Zhou went upstairs. Zhou Jia said, "Generally speaking, the boss rarely rests, but there are too many visitors today."
Su Ruoyan nodded. Indeed, there were too many visitors. She now had a better understanding of Yuan Zhou's status in the culinary world.
The chefs who came to visit this morning were mostly in their thirties and forties. There were also some in their forties and fifties, but they were all very respectful to Yuan Zhou.
Of course, Su Ruoyan didn't mean that Yuan Zhou was very arrogant. On the contrary, Yuan Zhou's etiquette was perfect. What Su Ruoyan wanted to say was that these chefs all showed respect to Yuan Zhou who was younger than them. This was extremely rare.
"Oh, there's one more thing," Zhou Jia suddenly thought of something.
Su Ruoyan listened carefully, "What is it?"
"It's very rare now because of Chairman Zhou and the Queuing Committee. But there are always tabloid reporters who want to take photos or interview you secretly. You have to be careful," Zhou Jia said seriously.
"Are you going to stop them? Stop them? "Su Ruoyan asked.
"I'm not trying to stop them. Those who can be reporters are not ordinary people. If you really see them, you have to tell the Queuing Committee immediately. Someone will come and deal with it."
Zhou Jia said, "Brother Jia Wei said that everyone has something they are good at. You have to try your best to pass what you are not good at to someone who is good at it."
Su Ruoyan nodded to show that she understood. At the same time, she was very grateful to Zhou Jia. If she didn't have her teaching, she didn't know how long it would take for her to get familiar with it.
"That's true, but I feel that there is nothing that Brother Jia Wei is not good at," Zhou Jia said with a smile.
The old employee guided the new employee bit by bit, so that they didn't have to feel their way through.
On the other side, Yuan Zhou washed his face with a towel after he went up to the second floor.
The visitor was tired, but the visitor was also tired. Yuan Zhou's stamina was definitely very good, but Yuan Zhou actually felt tired after just one morning.
If it was possible, Yuan Zhou would rather practice his culinary skills for two days.
After washing his face, he felt less tired. Sitting on the sofa, Yuan Zhou suddenly remembered that his mission progress did not increase after coming back from Shu Restaurant.
"System, is Cao Zhishu one of the seven Master Chefs who first admired me?" Yuan Zhou suddenly thought of this.
After a long time, the system displayed, "No."
Yuan Zhou started his daily bickering with the system, "Little comrade, I feel that your attitude is getting more and more neglectful."
The system did not reply. Generally speaking, Yuan Zhou knew that the system was definitely listening.
"I believe that you have deeply recognized your mistake, so the mission progress should be moved forward," Yuan Zhou pondered. Logically speaking, Head Chef Cao's attitude toward him was already one of admiration.
Just as Yuan Zhou was feeling puzzled, the system appeared, "According to the judgment of this system, Cao Zhishu is not a master chef."
"…" Yuan Zhou fell silent. After all this time, does it mean that he is not a Master Chefs at all?
Thinking about it carefully, it made sense. The system's evaluation had always been stricter than the outside world. Not to mention that Yuan Zhou was still a Senior Chef, he was still the host and had to do the main mission.
Take Engineer Cheng for example. Cheng Zhao Mei and Cao Zhishu used to be Sichuan Cuisine chefs at the same level. However, they had learned from Yuan Zhou for a long time and obtained the Notes of Sichuan Cuisine. That was how they were recognized as Sichuan Cuisine Master.
In the real world, there was no doubt that Cao Zhishu was definitely a Master Chefs. However, the system's judgment was based on three factors: cooking skills, influence, and contribution to the culinary industry.
"Cao Zhishu will definitely become a Master Chefs in the future," Yuan Zhou pondered for a while and temporarily put aside the main mission.
"System, you can't cheat me. You said you would give me a bull-dismembering knife," Yuan Zhou said. This was the most important thing.
A few days ago, when Yuan Zhou went to the ranch and completed the task of dismembering a bull-dismembering knife, the system took the initiative to give him a bull-dismembering knife as an additional reward.
The system displayed, "On the day of the Zama Banquet, I will provide it to the host."
"On the day of the banquet? Then I can't familiarize myself with the knife in advance. " Yuan Zhou said, "Although I am confident that there won't be any mistakes, I still can't let this possibility happen."
Yuan Zhou seriously considered the possibility of other knives. That's right. Yuan Zhou was prepared to give up on the bull-dismembering knife because he couldn't familiarize himself with it and use a knife that he was familiar with.
Although it could be seen from the miraculous kitchenware series that the kitchenware provided by the system was excellent, and the bull-dismembering knife didn't belong to the miraculous series but the exclusive series, its quality couldn't be bad.
However, if he couldn't familiarize himself with the knife in advance, Yuan Zhou would rather choose to familiarize himself with the knife.
The system displayed, "Congratulations, host. You have passed the test and strengthened your heart as a chef. The bull-dismembering knife is available to be received now."
"Er …" Yuan Zhou pondered for a while and said, "Why don't I believe it?"
Generally speaking, the system wouldn't arrange any test secretly. That wasn't the style of the system.
Therefore, in Yuan Zhou's opinion, the system must have made a mistake in the arrangement. Only now did the system remember to add the words.
The system displayed, "No, it's the truth."
"Okay, okay, okay. I know the system is also concerned about its reputation. Let's just take it as a test. Where is the bull-dismembering knife?" Yuan Zhou waved his hand, indicating that he believed the system and then asked.
"This is the test for you, host." The system first affirmed its own statement and then displayed, "It has been put in the usual place."
"Ok. Let me go and have a look." Yuan Zhou went downstairs. Only when he reached the first floor did he realize what the usual place was.
When he asked the system again, the system pretended to be dead. It must be throwing a tantrum again. As a generous and tolerant host, Yuan Zhou indicated that he could understand the small tantrum of the system.
Yuan Zhou walked to the kitchen and looked around. Finally, he found a box in the cabinet. The box was very exquisite and he smelled it.
After all, he was Carpenter Lian's apprentice. Yuan Zhou quickly confirmed that the box was made of the best rosewood.
"It's true. I feel that since there are so few precious materials like Huanghuali and Red Sandalwood, the ancient royal family has indeed cut down a large part of them, but many of them should have been cut down by the system." Yuan Zhou couldn't help muttering.
Regarding this matter, the system had to argue for a while. It immediately displayed, "The wood I used was cultivated by the system itself."
Okay. On this point, Yuan Zhou still believed in the system. After all, the system's cultivation ability was quite powerful.
Opening the wooden box, a knife appeared in front of Yuan Zhou. It had a shape that he had never seen before. It was between a kitchen knife and a bull-slaughtering knife, and its length was shorter than Yuan Zhou had imagined.
The length of the knife was 35cm, the blade was 24cm, and the handle was 11cm. There were no lines or blood grooves on the body of the knife. The blade was extremely thin and glowed with silver light. He could feel its sharpness even without holding it in his hand.
"Is this the exclusive bull-slaughtering knife?" Yuan Zhou imagined the feeling of using this knife to butcher an ox.
After a while, Yuan Zhou opened his eyes. He finally understood why it was an exclusive series of knives. If he didn't know the Ding family's bull-slaughtering knife, it wouldn't be of any help to butcher an ox. Because of its special shape and extremely thin blade, it would become a burden.
"It's indeed a good knife. It's a good knife to butcher an ox." Yuan Zhou put the knife back. He would go to the farm to try the new knife tonight.
When Yuan Zhou was arranging his schedule for the day, he was suddenly interrupted by the naughty kid's voice.
"Uncle Yuan Zhou, Uncle Yuan Zhou."
Yuan Zhou raised his head and saw the naughty kid running over from the street. Yuan Zhou walked to the entrance of the restaurant.
The naughty kid ran to Yuan Zhou and said while panting, "Uncle Yuan Zhou, didn't you say that you would treat me to a good meal? Anything is fine."
"That's right. What do you want to eat?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"I want to eat spicy gluten, the kind sold outside. Uncle Yuan Zhou, do you know how to make it?" the naughty kid asked.
Spicy gluten … Without a doubt, the thing that the naughty kid wanted to eat was out of Yuan Zhou's expectations. However, who was Yuan Zhou? He was the God of Cooking recognized by the system — the future, the current high-level chef.
"Okay, no problem. Do you have any requests?" Yuan Zhou asked.
The naughty kid thought for a while and answered, "I don't have any specifics. I believe in Uncle Yuan's cooking. However, it would be best if you can make it more like the spicy gluten outside."
"Okay, I understand." Yuan Zhou nodded his head thoughtfully and asked, "When do you want to eat it?"
"Is tomorrow okay?" the naughty kid asked.
"No problem at all. Come back tomorrow morning." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"Hehe, thank you, Uncle Yuan Zhou." After saying that, the naughty kid was about to leave.
"Wait, there's something I've always wanted to ask. Why do you call Brother Wuhai and call me uncle?" This time, Yuan Zhou remembered this important matter, so he asked with a serious expression.
"It's like this. My teacher taught me that in ancient times, uncle means young. At the same time, uncle is also an honorific. That's why I call you Uncle Yuan Zhou because you look young and steady." The naughty kid continued, "As for Brother Wuhai, you don't look young and steady either, so I can only call you brother."
"Um, not bad." Yuan Zhou patted the naughty kid's little head. He liked to chat with this kind of kid who had good taste.
"Then, Uncle Yuan Zhou, I'm leaving," the naughty kid said.
"Go ahead." Yuan Zhou waved his hand.
After the naughty kid left, Yuan Zhou started to make the spicy gluten.
"I wonder what the spicy gluten market is like now." Yuan Zhou muttered to himself and went out directly.
Yuan Zhou always followed the principle that he had no right to speak without investigation. Therefore, he went to the small supermarket nearby and bought a few packets of spicy gluten.
He bought a total of seven packets: Xuanzang's Pork, Stinky Dried Seeds, Weilong Big Gluten, Weilong Small Gluten, Kiss Roasted Pork, Pickled Pepper Beef Tendon, and Vegetarian Chicken Tendon.
Yuan Zhou opened the packets one by one and tasted the taste. Tripitaka Meat, Stinky Dried Seeds, and Pickled Pepper Beef Tendon were all in one piece. The rest were all in one piece. Generally speaking, they were all considered spicy gluten.
After eating, Yuan Zhou concluded, "No wonder kids like it. There's a lot of MSG and edible essence. It tastes sweet and has a strong aroma."
Yuan Zhou had eaten spicy gluten when he was young. He thought that people would pay more attention to spicy gluten nowadays, but reality told him that they didn't.
"In terms of health, Wei Long is undoubtedly slightly better." Yuan Zhou made up his mind and prepared to make three types of spicy gluten for the naughty kid.
One was softer, one was chewy, and one was crispy. As for the taste, Yuan Zhou thought about it and prepared to make spicy chicken, spicy beef, and spicy spicy.
They were all spicy. Spiciness was the soul of spicy gluten. In this aspect, Yuan Zhou would not change.
First, he prepared the raw materials. Yuan Zhou would definitely not add artificial sweeteners to the spicy gluten, although the additives were not necessarily bad.
But with Yuan Zhou's current cooking skills, he had plenty of ways to achieve the desired taste. There was no need for artificial sweeteners.
Most of the raw materials of spicy gluten were fufu and wheat flour. Yuan Zhou began to act.
Nowadays, the method of making spicy gluten on the internet was to fry the fufu and mix it with spicy sauce.
But in reality, there was a certain difference between fried spicy gluten and the ones sold outside. According to the information Yuan Zhou found and after consulting with professionals, the spicy gluten sold outside was extruded by a screw and was processed under high temperature and high pressure. It was fundamentally different from fried spicy gluten.
The naughty kid's request was to try to be as similar as possible to the ones sold outside. Since Yuan Zhou had agreed, he would definitely do it. He prepared to go out and buy a screw extruder.
"Wait, if I use a screw extruder to make spicy gluten, it will have almost no nutritional value." Yuan Zhou suddenly thought of this.
"Because I don't need to store it for a long time, I don't necessarily need high temperature and high pressure." Yuan Zhou thought of many ways.
It was good to know more cuisines. If one road didn't work, he could immediately change to another.
This was another use of the phrase "all roads lead to Rome".
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